Jess said when she walked into the bedroom. She was referring to the introductions between Arthur, Gloria, and Gio. “Mom and Dad with another guy in the mix?” Tim, freshly showered after his run, appeared to consider it for a moment. “I don’t know. Your parents have been divorced for what? A year and a half now? It doesn’t seem so strange that your mom is moving on.” He tossed his sweaty socks in the laundry basket and slid his flip-flops from underneath the bed. Neither of them had talked about last night, when Tim had kissed her eyelids, run his hands along her body before falling asleep. Jess wondered if he even remembered. Perhaps he’d been too drunk. She slipped out of her shorts and top and pulled her swimsuit off the drying rack. Tim paused to look at her. “What?” she asked. He shook his head. “Nothing. I just haven’t seen that in a while.” “That?” “Yeah. You. Almost naked.” “Oh,” she said. “That.” She felt strangely awkward, like a teenage girl being checked out.
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